Spirit

Your eyes really are the windows to your soul-
deep and teeming with lovingkindness and unreserved revelation.
Your lips are gentle and pleasing to touch, to kiss, to gaze upon
and your slow smile makes my heart shimmy and shout.
Your arms are masculine and comforting and keep my fears at bay.
Your laugh shocks my senses to awareness and makes me feel alive.
Your spirit is rare and inviting
and calls to my own with easy familiarity.
You are everything I have prayed for,
everything I have waited for,
everything I have cried for.
I have grieved your absence in my life before I ever knew you
and so my spirit recognizes yours.
You are supposed to be mine…
I am meant to be yours…

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